Date	17 Jun 2025
Total This Camino:	0 miles.
Total All Caminos:	2353 miles
Airplane	$ 1360
Travel Insurance	$ 360

Saying Goodbye to Cosi

The time was coming, but it was only the suddenness that surprised me.

Origin Story

Adopted just under two years ago at the age of 13.5 yrs old, she was a surrender from family members who ended up with her because the original folks had aged out of having a dog.

The adopting agency arranged for a series of car transports with volunteers from Louisiana to western NY, where we had to drive two hours to get her. She barked and was fidgety the whole way home.

Turns out that it wasn't the car ride or change in location, but the very essence of her nature. Little did we know!

Her Affectations

She was always "under foot". Whereever I went, she had to be also. 

If I went upstairs, Cosi came upstairs.

If I went downstairs, she came downstairs.

If I sat a table, she sat on my feet.

If I was making snacks, she was in between my legs.

And she loved to let me know that she was around. Bark - bark - woof - woof, here I am.

And if she could get near my hand(s), then it was time for a petting or a scratching or a - best of all - massage from head to tail.

Making Friends

Cosi with Henry, my sister's dog

Cosi was a bonding dog. Be it people or other dogs, she would cuddle up and provide both a calming sense and a sense of calm.

Cosi with the pack: Ralphie (on couch), Henry (sitting), Gimli (lying down), Molly (standing) and Cosi (next to legs)

In the Days Leading Up to ...

I had started worrying that something would happen to her while I was on Camino in Spain.

I was afraid that my sister, who would be taking care of her, would have to make that awful decision, if I was temporarily not available.

I was very worried.

Goodbye

It was sudden. In less than four hours, she was gone. The initial condition was missed, mainly because she had exhibited it several times before, and always ended up fine.

But this time, within two hours, I had arranged to get back to the vet to assess her condition.

By the time, we reached the vet, she was obviously terminal.

So very shortly after, Cosi peacefully - with me rubbing her chest - crossed the rainbow bridge. I only hope there is such a place as heaven where I let her get under my feet again.